Just friends

Chapter 8

We went back to the apartment the next morning. While Peter was out getting groceries I started thinking. Thinking do I have feelings for Peter? Am I really willing to risk our friendship for us to be together...again? I don't ever want to lose him. He's one of the greatest that happened to me. What would I do without him? I mean, it's pretty obvious I guess that we both like each other as more than friends. He's always there holding me and I'm always there wanting him to hold me. He's been so nice to me.

I'm sitting on my kitchen floor with a bottle of whiskey in hand Peter got from Josh. I know alcohol isn't the answer but the burn of the alcohol going down my throat hurts less than having all these thoughts go through my mind.

Peter then walks in with all of the groceries in hand. He walks into the kitchen and sets the groceries on the island before examining me.

"Are you drunk?" he asks.

"Maybe, maybe not." I say.

"How much of that bottle have you drank yet?"

I shrug a bit and look at the bottle. "About three quarters. It's a good thing you have an entire stash though."

"You found my stash?"

"Thought I would clean around the place including your room. Can't hide things from me. I'll find them."

He then walks out of the kitchen and into his room before coming out with a giant box filled with bottles and sitting on the kitchen floor next to me. He grabs a bottle of Crown Royal and opens it.

"So, what are drinking for?" Peter asks before taking a swig.

"I have too much on my mind. I'm calm now and I can't tell if I want to die or if I just need to go for a jog or something." I say before standing up amd climbing on top of the island that isn't covered in groceries.

"You idiot, what the hell are you doin?"

"I'm screaming and it feels great!" I yell. "I have so many god damn things on my mind it hurts like a mother fucker! I'm still waiting for the same god damn asshole who broke my heart to come to the door and sweep me off my feet and tell me he regrets losing me! Peter, don't you wish Angie would come to the door and say she wants you!?"

"There's a million things I wish for, and for that yes, that's one of them." he says walking over to the island and putting things away while I'm still standing on the island before sitting back down on the floor.

I then sit back down on the island and just fall into hysterics. I'm laughing uncontrollably with a combination of crying. I then take a quick sip from the bottle before returning to my laughing cry.

"You know, everyone thinks, you and I are going to start dating. You know what I say to that? Hell no! You're my brother! Why the fuck would I date me brother?" I hiccup.

"Sounds like something you've told one of my ex girlfriends." Peter says as he starts laughing.

"Fucking Mandy. Ugh, what a bitch? You know that's why I'm glad you upgraded."

"Well guess what I'm upgrading again."

"Yes! That's my bitch! You have officially moved on from Patricia and got yourself a Sharkeisha. So, tell me every detail about her."

Peter stares at me blankly for a few seconds before standing up and kissing me. I pull away for a moment and stand up from the island start walking. I'm dizzy. My eyes are half open.

"Okay, not what I was expecting but please continue." I say before placing my lips back on his.

It's been over a month since I last felt this. We both start heading to my room while still making out. He removes his shirt as I do the same. Sloppily, I remove my pants. I almost fall in the process and Peter catches me before he falls and we both end up sitting on the floor. I sit up laughing at us both.